i've never been in "love", so i have
never had my heart broken in
that way, but just because a
person hasn't broken my heart,
doesn't mean i haven't been
heartbroken. i think in the end, we
break our own hearts. the way we see
ourselves, what we do to our bodies to
make them look "socially acceptable."
have you ever thought about that maybe
no one breaks your heart except for
yourself? in the end, we are our
own worst enemy, living in a
never-ending cycle of self
loathing, whether that
is your looks, or your brain or
whatever it is, we inflict the
most pain on ourselves
